"They were the kind of souls that didn't need much kissey-kissey type stuff- before they got into a scene, so we all stripped down ten thin utes after they got to our place. That way we wouldn't have to take the time later. Chickie got herself hung on some kind of rap kick and kept right on rapping while Mark beat his meat in her face. I knew she was spacing but, shit, how far out can you get when you can't even dig giving head to a stiff and willing cock?
"Steve's the one who started on the toes. He just started by looking at them kind of weird like at first, then touching them and making cries-cross lines all over the sole of my foot, then he bent down and blew on them like he was doing it to the back of my neck! I got spaced just watching him.do his far out thing.
"It was really corny but I whispered, 'Right on, brother!' when he started teasing my foot with his tongue-both of us really spacing now. I dug on poor Mark still beating his rod and not listening to a word she was saying. I think she was rapping about some revolution thing.
"Anyway, the scene got really heavy-fast. Mark flipped or something, threw the 'chick to the floor and pounced on top.with his prong aimed right up her yazoo. He started screaming things like, 'Shut-up, bitch! Just shut the' fuck and take this cock right up your friggin' horn!' The chickie was nodding her head real fast through all this as if she was sayin', 'Yeah, baby, rape me, hit me, hurt me, fuck me in the armpit or something… just fuck!' Anyway, their scene was too much.
"Steve was going through the whole friggin' bit without even batting an eye. He was gone on' my big toe, sucking it in his mouth and moaning softly as if he had a juicy mouthful of snatch. I sat there kind of dazed by what was ping down and not doing much of any damn thing.
"Play with your pussy, baby,' he panted and I could see the sparkling beads of sex-sweat starting to parade across his black forehead. 'Let me see your little fingers whip up some of that sweet old cunt juice for me. Mmmmmm.'.
"When I didn't move fast enough, Steve stud took my hand and put it right on my hole. This time his voice didn't sound quite so nice. It scared me, 'cause it was not only like he wanted to see me play with my gash but he needed to see me do the thing for him. Hell, I've never minded diddling my ditty; it's just that I don't dig the heavy scene of being told to finger-fuck myself. I was getting a bit pissed and I think Steve caught that.
"Hey, baby,' he whispered apologetically, 'don't be sore. No sweat. I just thought you'd dig on a real heavy scene and kind of enjoy yourself while I do this.thing here before we ball.' I got the message, loud and clear and super heavy!
We'd ball, sure, but this was his pretty thing. Yeah, I could dig it.
"Heavy, baby. Right on.' I groaned and my fingers found my clit. I started out real slow and lazy like while Steve made the toe-sucking thing look really sexy. It was the rolling way he worked on one toe at a time and just kind of drifted around them with his thick red tongue. Oooohhh, yeah! I would like that tongue to take a few long swipes' at my twitching gash any old time..
"Mark was banging chickie's cunt like a wild buck while she was making one hell of a lot 'of noise, but her arms were spread straight out at her sides and she was doing all the humping without even touching him. I guess she dug on the deep scratches Tish had left on his back and figured it was hands off or something.
"Scratch him, chickie!' I yelled out at the very top of my almost airless lungs. 'He digs on being scratched!' She was listening, though I didn't really think she could hear or understand a thing. Her arms came up and clamped around Mark's back like a vise. I heard -him cuss her good a couple of times, but she just held on.
Pretty soon I dug on the scene where her fingers were just raking all over his back-up, down, crosswise, down, up, etc. etc.
"Through the whole flippy scene I couldn't. help getting a bit wiggy myself. I started talking to Steve for my cunt-like I was my cunt.
'It's hungry, black daddy… ummmmmmm… needs a nice big rod rammed right up to its tonsils, 'baby… see how hot it is, how nice it jumps and twitches for you?' All this time my finger was fucking as fast as the old hand could wrng it.
"Daddy,' I moaned, 'Oohhh sugar, come and put something in me 'fore I die.
Don't tease me… ummmmm… nooooooo…!!!"
"The only reaction I got was that he sucked my toes harder than before. My hand was really moving now. I was even worried about blowing my come goo before he touched me with that purplish-black whanger… Then he stood up and really blew my mind. Shit, I didn't realize the fucker was so tall. When he was standing, he looked like he had,a horse-cock with small bola balls hanging under it. He came real close to my face, then slid the heavy black foreskin back and forth kind of sadistically.
"You like black cock, huh, honey? Well, Steve's gonna give you black cock like you ain't never bad before, you fuckin' bitch.' He almost spit the last words at me and I got scare amp; but then be smiled, a sweet and mellow drawling smile that shone some gleaming white' between the thick slit of his juicy looking lips.
"Fuck mcccccc!!' I hissed.
"Right on, baby… here come da judge.' "And the judge did come… Ooohbh mutha! When he started easing that thick pole ofhis up in me, I felt like he was splitting me right in half. I felt like some kind of a virgin or. something, 'cause the fuckin' thing hurt me so much., Tears started sliding down my cheeks and I felt like a damn fool for ever getting myself into this bag.
"Easy baby… don't hurt me. Shit! You're a biggee… Don't, oooh don't… please… don't hurt meee!' I was screaming like a mad woman.
"I hugged him with my legs, wrapping them tightly around his waist and pulling him into my cunt even while I was yelling and screaming like a bloody stuck pig. My hands squirmed around and got under my ass so I could hold it up higher for more cock. Oooohh shit, it's all so fucking confused!
"A million or more sewing machine needles were jabbing all over my body and I started to scream again but his big black band covered my mouth up and shut me real fast. I felt my eyes getting big as flying saucers. What the hell • 'was he going to do 'now? He looked like some sort of a madman, the: anti-whitey stud' who bangs white chicks just to see how they can hurt.
"Shut the fuck up!' be growled.. 'Just relax and it won't feel so. tight. Baby, you suffocate my cock when you get so uptight.' "I nodded my head vigorously up and down to let him know that I heard him loud and clear and I'd shut up if I possibly could. His hand came off my mouth then and I took in a super deep breath to make up for all the air I'd missed.
"'Don't get bent,' I finally panted in all. seriousness, just 'cause you're ripping my guts out and I dig it doesn't mean I'm not gonna scream if and when it hurts!' "Let's fuck,' he whispered.
"Steve's ding-a-ling was really laying down a heavy scene. Mark's girl flipped him over on his back and was riding his hips like a rocking horse. Since most of the lights were on, I could see his knotted meat slipping and sliding up in her gash. They weren't doing much for dialogue but the sound track could have been made in a zoo during a hot and heavy mating season…
"Finally, after all 'the screeching I'd done, I felt the end of his telescoping cock. His pelvis slammed up against mine so I figured he had all of it in. He stayed still for a second and let me get the feel of a big black joint in my box, then he -started pistoning back and forth like he had a motor attached to the back of his rod. His pole was well greased by now, so it slid back and forth real easy and didn't hurt a bit now that I'd gotten the hang of what he was laying down.
"Lance, our dog, kept coming around and nudging me here and there to tell me that he was horny but there wasn't much I could do for him being on the bottom like I was. I knew for sure, though, that I wasn't gonna try the riding number like whats her face. I guess I was scared that it would hurt more if I did it that way.' "One time Steve drove in real deep and lay flat out on me. He didn't rest all his weight, which I guess was over two hundred pounds, but he was plenty heavy!' His thick and funny-feeling tongue poked around my clenched teeth until I finally gave in and opened up. It seemed to fill all of my mouth and 'go all the way to the back of my head and then some. I think I was imagining some of that but I tell you like 1 felt it…